Chapter 781： King of Clones

Purple blood gushed from the wound, leaving a large area of ​​filth on the ground. Mr. J's face was twisted into a ball with pain, he let out a horrible grunt, and retreated backwards, breathing heavily.

Not only did he lose too much blood, but also his face became paler because of the blue-white blade.

The broken arm fell on the ground with a soft sound.

"Are you surprised?" Tang Fang looked at his white face and said, "You shouldn't be distracted in the battle."

Mr. J was very angry. It was obvious that at the beginning of the battle, the man who was distracted was the guy opposite, but now he heard such words. This is clearly an insult to him.

The breeze swayed the fine sand on the ground and wrinkled the autumn water of the pond.

Those purple blood volatilized a sour taste like old vinegar, not fishy, ​​but a bit rushing.

The wound on Mr. J's right elbow no longer bleeds, and the kinked muscles appear blue with a sharp color difference.

The physique of the Ypsilons is extremely strong, but they don't have the ability to regenerate at a high speed, so Mr. J has become a disabled person from the Lightning Messenger just now.

"This is what you forced me..."

Tang Fang said earnestly: "We are each other's enemies, no one pushes others. You fight for the royal family, and I fight for my conscience. Therefore,'threat and persecute' is really naive."

He was obviously much younger than Mr. J, but said seriously that the other party was naive.

It was the first time that Mr. J faced him from the standpoint of the person involved, and then began to understand Hymn Will, wondering if this kid’s mouth was poisoned? Or comes with a halo of mockery? I really want to tear up that mouth, making him a dumb from now on.

Mouths and guns are only used for a short while, in this case, we still have to rely on force.

Two eyes, one red and one black, radiate many textures outward, and two meridian networks, one red and one black, spread out on the forehead and cheeks. This makes Mr. J's white face look more hideous and cruel.

Earlier, when he exposed the right arm of Ipsyron, which was covered with blue scales, it just looked a bit cold, but when the color of his eyes filled his cheeks. Suddenly it gives people a very evil feeling.

The scales covering the surface of the remaining right arm stood up one after another, gently fluttering like breathing. Absorb the free energy in the air into the body.

Tang Fang was not surprised by this phenomenon, because the Ypsilons could absorb the free radiation energy in the universe and convert it into controllable electrical energy. Of course, Mr. J's modified right arm can also gather energy around the body.

The half of the Ypsilon corpse obtained by the God Armed Division, as well as the "Fire Seed Project", can conclude that they have high attainments in the fusion technology of Ypsilon genes and human genes, presumably j The scaly tissue of Mr.'s right arm is a special organ metaplasia after gene fusion. Similar to the stratum corneum on the surface of human skin.

There was just one thing he couldn't figure out. The clones he had encountered before could not save electricity and spur attacks in the form of thunderstorms. According to Valentin’s investigation of the right arm samples of multiple clones and the information obtained at the Gypsell scientific research base, the genetic material of the alienated parts of clones is mainly composed of human genes and extraterrestrial genes. Ipsy The genetic material of the dragon is just equivalent to a joint that balances the two, integrating the three into alienation genes, which makes the alienated parts of the cloned humans show more alien biological attributes, rather than the talented abilities of the Ypsilon.

Mr. J's right arm is very strange, which perfectly simulates the abilities of the Ypsilon. I don’t know if God’s Armed Forces has developed a new gene-induced recombination technology, using biological genes such as electric eels to fuse with genes from the Epsilon, creating this powerful alienated right arm. Or that this is not a simulation at all, that right arm is simply an integration of the human organization and the Ypsilon organization.

If it is the former, naturally there is nothing to care about, but if it is the latter, what means do they use to allow the human nervous system to gain the ability to load the Ypsilon organization? Is it like he healed Tang Lin and set up a nano-neurorobot help network, or is it like Freya, who has a mutated nervous system?

These thoughts appeared quickly. It disappeared quickly, anyway, he had cut off Mr. J's arm with a light blade condensed by high-energy electron beams. Afterwards, they gave Valentin and Ariel to analyze the samples, and the answer should be obtained. What he has to do now is to resolve his opponent as soon as possible.

Of course, he will not be like the protagonists in anime and film and television dramas, waiting for the other party to be full of energy, liberating the form, or super-evolved, after a big transformation, then shouting slogans such as justice, friendship, and love, endowed with the protagonist’s aura Immortality attribute, hard to life and death *oss.

That is not called enthusiasm, that is mentally retarded.

In the next instant, he directly took a step, trying his best to maintain the condensed state of high-energy electrons, cutting down from top to bottom.

Because of Mr. J's previous attack, the distance between the two sides was very close, and the light blade cut down, and there was no time to escape.

At this moment, a silver light flashed on his side, and the black warrior leaped out from the side, hugged Mr. J's body and retreated sharply.

If it is an ordinary person, it is impossible to avoid the range of effect of the light blade. Tang Fang's reaction speed is too fast, and Mr. J's eyes are not distracted at all.

Even if the black samurai wears St. George-class power armor and has a mobility bonus, it is still impossible to cut faster than the speed of the light blade.

But something unexpected happened to Tang Fang. The St. George-class power armor not only has liquid metal built in, it can repair damaged armor. The two parts of the back waist that look like jet units can spray high-pressure fluid, which is the original action of the Black Warrior. The last second boost, like a thunderstorm on a dry land, passed under the light blade, and threw Mr. J out of the range of high-energy electron current.

The black warrior saved Mr. J’s life, but killed himself for it. The blue-white electron beam split the St. George’s power armor from the right side of the center line. The liquid metal vaporized directly under the turbulent flow of energy, with black Most of the samurai's body disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a set of tattered silver-white armor, which stopped after rolling on the ground several times.

The bluish white light talked from Sheng, the arc jumped several times, and finally disappeared.

Tang Fang ignored the pungent and burnt wreckage of the black warrior coming from under his feet, and squinted his eyes to a dozen meters ahead.

Mr. J squatted on the ground, and there was a long mark in front of him. It was caused by the black warrior's pounce transmitting a horizontal kinetic energy, driving his body to slide backward, and the leather boots wiped on the dusty ground.

There was a pop.

Something pierced his left shoulder. The blood-stained white bone spurs ripped the flesh and blood, and a mass of rotten flesh resembling a tumor came out from under the skin, swelling rapidly at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

at the same time. The muscles of the left arm swelled, and the sleeve of the robe was broken. Expose the strong muscles that are tightened and tightened inside. The cyan meridians swelled from the heart to the left hand, winding around the surface of the already bulged muscles, and spreading a brown substance, dyeing the entire left arm into grayish brown.

The change continued, the red meridian network radiating from the left eye to the forehead and the black meridian network radiating from the right eye to the forehead became one piece. The red and black blended, turning into purple-brown, and reverse infection. The red and black eyes are also dyed purple-brown. The sparse hair on the top of his head seemed to have been injected with rapid growth hormone, and it became thicker and harder, and the end shrank into a spiked shape, flashing a little bit of light under the sun.

In just two or three breathing times, he was no longer alone. Compared with the s series clones, he was even more frightened and shocked.

The mutation of his left hand, shoulder blade, and head continued, and he suddenly raised his head, looking at Tang Fang with an evil smile. It's ugly, like a demon possessed by a psychic.

C series clones? Series b clones? A series of elite clones? S series commander-level clones?

He is the king of clones, and God is the most powerful. It is also the most powerful clone.

Of course, unlike ordinary clone fighters, he has perfect personality and wisdom. He is not a mass-produced weapon produced by the assembly line operation of God's Armed Division, but a super combatant created by Lord Noah himself. Like Athena, he is a unique existence, and his combat power far exceeds the s series clones.

The right arm that can simulate the ability of the Ypsilon is just an alienated part of him. Tang Fang's ability to break his ability to manipulate electric currents by his own talent does not mean that he has the ability to deal with all the alienated parts of him.

"Tang Fang...your death date has come." It was different from just now. His voice is now weird, even lower and muffled. I can still hear the duplication clearly, which gives me the ultimate feeling.

As he guessed. Tang’s absorption of the thunder and lightning ball relied on the rune of Ipsyron, which did not have much effect on the combat method of cloning and alienating body parts. Excluding the special situation of the ability to restrain, he was far inferior to the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers. Freya is not as powerful as Bai Hao, Tang Lin, and even Roy is stronger than him.

Yes, 1vs1, Tang Fang will definitely not be the opponent of Mr. J in a completely liberated state.

How can a cheeky guy like him engage in a fair duel compared to his own powerful people? That's not his style.

He looked up at the second floor, looked at Mr. J in front of him and said: "Sorry, I have no time to pester you, I have more important things to do."

As he spoke, a ripple suddenly appeared in the time and space in front of him, and a huge monster descended from the sky and landed on the open space between him and Mr. J.

"Kill him, even if you can't, you have to hold him back for me."

The toilet philosopher in the shape of Zagara swept around with a blank look. When he was wondering where it was, he heard a voice behind him, then looked at Mr. J, who had become less human and ghost, and said: " Yes, Queen..."

"I said, don't call me queen."

"Yes, Queen."

Tang Fang raised his middle finger: "Bai Yue, don't think that I don't know the nasty things you have done recently."

Bai Yue kicked his buttocks and raised the incubator slightly: "The queen... are you coming? If it is you, I would..."

He retracted his middle finger, his expression of resentment froze on his face, looking at the incubator that was much larger than his head, he suddenly felt very sick.

"Bai Yue, where has your morals gone?!"

"I'm trying to repay your kindness, Queen...Because I always thought before, why do some men want to become women? What kind of transformation have their minds undergone, whether they are curious about women's bodies or purely psychological Abnormal, distorted personality? I once made such a hypothesis that if I changed to me, what would I do when I became a woman, maybe...it’s a good choice to make my brothers refreshed first, because Morris The men in Nuli are so pitiful, most of them will be alone for life, oh no, dying in the most energetic years, this is really a very, very sad thing, so **** for them , Is a distant luxury...it was never brilliant, but it has withered."

"There is no doubt that this is a sacrifice, a dedication, and a redemption."

Tang Fang couldn't help rolling his eyes: "You should see the neurologist."

"This is a philosophy of life, not a neuropathy." He corrected: "Many of those so-called neurologists are deceived people, accustomed to stand from the perspective of human beings, stand on inherent moral standards and mainstream world outlook, values, To diagnose and treat the so-called mental patients from the perspective of the outlook on life. You have to know that Morris slaves and humans live in different worlds and have different social environments. What they need most is to understand what life is and what life is, so as to stimulate their hearts. You can only become a person instead of a slave to His Majesty the Holy Emperor if he no longer suppresses his emotions."

"..." Tang Fang turned and ran to the second floor.

Mr. J's face is very strange, mixed with shock, confusion, confusion, confusion, and speechless emotions.

His subordinates have clearly activated the space-time structure curing device to form a stable bubble that envelops the entire palace, thereby cutting off the connection between the teleport beacon and the quantum teleportation system. Why does a giant beast suddenly appear on the battlefield... or a talking person? Behemoth?

What is even more incomprehensible is that it actually called the Queen of Tang Fang and said a lot of so-called philosophical thoughts that were insignificant and made people cloud.

What the **** is this guy?

In addition to , he was also angry and unwilling. He was clearly the most shining star and the most powerful character on the battlefield. This sudden appearance of a big reptile took away what belonged to him. Scenery.

The body's mutation inevitably affected his thoughts, becoming irritable and irritable. He was no longer the calm and wise Mr. J before. This is why he did not liberate the whole body at the beginning, but just used his right arm to simulate Yipu The reason for the Xilong people’s ability to attack.

Everything has two sides, one advantage and one disadvantage.

Bai Yue’s presence was the beginning, not the end. The golden light flashed on the open space between the platform on the first floor and the stone bridge in the southern part of the square. One after another, fanatics appeared, turned into faint blues, and rushed towards Bai Hao’s location. The series of clones and black warriors carried out a siege.

Just now they besieged Bai Hao, but in a blink of an eye, 16 fanatics made dumplings. (To be continued.)

ps: Suddenly I remembered the naive thoughts I had when I read Shao Shi Ming. Now it seems that there are great scholars in talking and laughing, and there is no such thing as a white descent. What reflects the conflict of different outlooks on life and values.

I really want to go back and strangle my Chinese teacher! ! !